Screenwriter Mystery

Elm Street, inside the police station.

Klein's eyes widened, and a terrified cry came out of his mouth.

When the rest of the people around heard his shouts, they were equally shocked.

There is no doubt that Freddy's existence has become the most terrifying nightmare in their hearts.

"Don't blink, Freddy makes people fall into nightmares through the blink of an eye."

He opened his eyes wide and looked straight ahead without blinking.

Crane said to the crowd in a tone that was almost collapsing. He didn't dare to blink. He was afraid that when he closed his eyes, Freddy's shadow would appear in front of him. Because of the frequent blinking just now, Freddy was already very close to him. Approach, or blink three more times, or twice, or once, and Freddy will come to him.

"How can this be?!"

Hearing Crane's words, Nancy's face suddenly showed an unbelievable dazed look, and she cried.

"In this case, we simply can't make it through the rest of the time."

"There must be a way. We've been persevering for so long, just a little bit, just a little bit to be able to..."

Opening his eyes that were red from not blinking for a long time, Klein glanced at the time in the police station and said unwillingly.

"Father, yes, Father Merlin, he must have a way to..."

In despair, Crane thought of the old priest.

The scene where the other party used the Bible to pray to disperse Freddy became the last straw in his heart.

Twisting his neck stiffened from fear, Klein hurriedly called out to the old priest for help.

However, in the next second, the scene in front of him made the expression on Crane's face freeze instantly.

I saw that Father Merlin on the chair lowered his head, his arms covering his stomach fell weakly to one side, revealing a wound soaked by blood, and he didn't respond to his own cries.

"Could it be!"

Seeing this scene, Klein couldn't help but flash a terrifying thought in his mind.

"No!"

And with this momentary shock, the widened eyes he had been struggling to support finally reached the best limit, and with blurry tears, Klein closed his eyes in despair.

"Dudu, who is it?"

"It turned out that Freddy was knocking on the door."

Crane closed his eyes, and an unrecognizable face burned in front of him came to him. Freddy stretched out his iron claws and made a knock on the door, accompanied by sharp laughter in Crane. resounding in the nightmare.

"How about it, Crane. For my appearance design, how many points do you have to give, I myself intend to give full marks."

"In this world, the requirements for characters are quite strict. If there is no eye-catching performance, it will be easily forgotten... For example, if a popular character like you is in a horror movie, That is destined to be a dragon actor used to set off the horror atmosphere, just like this..."

He opened his scarred mouth and complained a few words to Klein in front of him.

"Okay, the chat is over, it's time to get down to business."

He stretched out his sharp iron claws to support the brown top hat on his head. Freddy looked at Crane in a nightmare and gave the other party the right to choose the way of death.

"Tell me, Crane, what kind of death package do you like after all?"

"I personally recommend 'Thousands of Knives' or 'Blood in a River'. Of course, if you have other preferred death choices, I will also show respect..."

With the iron claw on his hands, Freddy recommended a few methods of torture to Klein with enthusiasm.

However, there is no doubt that there is still a clear gap between the preferences of murderous evil spirits and that of Klein, who is just an ordinary person.

Looking at Klein who had not made a choice in front of him, Freddy had to shake his head regretfully, and at the same time opened his sharp iron claws to make a decision for the other party.

"Okay, since you can't make a decision as a guest, then let me choose for you. Well, let me see. Sure enough, I still prefer the 'A Thousand Cuts' Package."

"Then, Klein, are you ready? The next process may be a little bit painful, hahahaha..."

In the nightmare world, Freddie let out a heartbroken laugh and appeared in front of Crane, who fled in fear, and waved his iron claws to grab the boy.

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"Father in heaven, in your name annihilate the power of darkness, Christ guides me to let evil possessed souls be saved, no longer deceived, banish that evil spirit, Lord redeem you in His name... Amen! "

At this critical juncture.

In the real world, the priest in the chair suddenly raised his head and prayed to Klein.

With the power of prayer, Klein, who was pulled into a nightmare by Freddy, returned to reality again.

Lying on the ground, he took a deep breath.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

But the priest who completed all this~www.readwn.com~ turned paler and paler.

Covering his mouth, he made a violent coughing sound. The wound on the priest's stomach leaked a large amount of blood due to the coughing, staining the clothes on his hands red.

……

Inside the police station, just when the priest dispersed Freddy.

Elm Street, in front of the church.

Amanda and Detective Zhou stopped in their tracks.

"I remember that when the day came, the church didn't look so gloomy."

Looking up at the vague silhouette of the church in the dark, Detective Zhou couldn't help but speak.

I don't know if it was because of the night or because of psychological factors. He always felt that the church in front of him had a gloomy atmosphere everywhere.

"Maybe it's because you know that there is the remains of Freddie in the church."

Hearing Amanda's words, Detective Zhou shrugged and nodded in agreement.

"You are right."

Amanda turned her head to look at the dark church in front of her, and subconsciously clenched her pistol.

Even though she knew that the bullet from the pistol had no effect on Freddy, it could at least give her a little sense of security.

Thinking of what might happen in the church next.

Amanda's breathing became a little short, as the priest said, they were just ordinary people.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to regain his composure.

Holding the pistol in her hand tightly, feeling the cold touch, the flinching expression in Amanda's eyes immediately turned into a firm look, and she stepped into the church.

Standing on the spot, looking at Amanda's figure leading the way.

Detective Zhou silently took out his pistol and followed without hesitation.

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